Your both paying the Company... And I don't do Babysitting on Company Time... If your not willing to go out there and blow stuff up/be blown up, you may want to check in with Tanith or Z-Mage...

Emmm-hmmm... OK, and you'll need to sign these wavers, contracts, certification of acceptable health, and oh yes, this form that indicates you know your body and soul could very well be destroyed and agree not to hold us responsible...

Written by Ramz 05-11-2002 02:37 PM

Ramz appeared exactly where he wanted to, on Corrins look out tower.

Ramz - "Corrrrrrrin!! Yooooo!!! where are you!"

Corrin - "Ramz! What brings you back here? Come for some more training?"

Ramz - "Not really no.... I came to ask you if you had any senzu beans available."

Corrin - Hmm... Let me check... I recently gave a few to Tien and chautzo... I might have a few more."

Ramz - "alrighty... You talk to Gok's lately? How's he doing?"

Corrin - "He's fine Ramz, though Piccolo is always complaining about how you're never around anymore... always blabbing on about how you seem allot smarter than everyone else, and how you're a damn good sparring part....Oh here they are! Only 3 left... should be good enough."

Ramz - "Thanks Corrin, gotta run, tell Piccolo Ill be back here in a few weeks, to beat his ass down heh"

Corrin - "Ill tell him those exact words Ramz. hehe"

Ramz - "awwww shyte.... see ya C, Thanks again for the senzu beans! Tell everyone I said Hi!"

Ramz teleports to Nobody's meeting point to await pick up.

Written by Lord of Nightmares 05-11-2002 05:01 PM

Aw, heck, count me in. I'll have the bike and the psi dampening hat... i'll tell how I got them in a flashback. Can I remove the written componant from my spellcasting, though? I still need to say stuff, but I don't need to write it down. And third power lets me influence people's emotions... can it work on more then one person if its subtle influence and they aren't intelligent? (i.e. making a group of dumb goblins less hostile)

Written by N-Chan 05-13-2002 09:28 AM

Ummmm, is this the interdimensional tourism buerau?? I'm here for the job of guide??

Written by Nobody 05-13-2002 09:31 AM

"Ahh good your just in time!! grab a backpack and put yourself some gear in here. We leave in a couple of minutes. These are the Current customers, Ramz and FBH's clone. We are Nobody." The Nobodys* said...

(*Chronicler's note: In joke)

Written by N-Chan 05-13-2002 04:37 PM

So... Where are we heading??

Written by Nobody 05-13-2002 04:49 PM

"Hunting Deamons from Byon the Pits of Hell"

*Nobody pulls up a Shotgun and cocks it ominously*
"Is this?"

*The Other Nobody Glances over from where he's strapping combat knives on his backpack*

"Yup, right out of her bedroom...".

"Cool... Ready??"

"Yup..."

*The 5 of them, and their backpacks Vanish, headed of for destinations far beyond the normal relms of man...*

Written by Ramz 05-13-2002 05:31 PM

When the group finally got all their packs together Nobody prepared to teleport them...

Nobody - Alright guys, everyone have their things ready, because ready to teleport us out of here.

Everyone - yup.

Nobody - alright, get ready guys, its not going to be pretty once we get there.

Ramz - Yea, this is gonna be a cake walk, once I get off earth prime my powers boost up 100 fold!

Nobody - yes Ramz we know about you're Chi powers...

LoN - Soooo, Nobody, are you gonna teleport us, or are you just going to pull a DBZ episode?

Nobody - alright guys, here we go....

Nobody teleports the Band of heroes to thier destination.....

Written by Tanith 05-12-2002 10:33 PM

The Andromeda appeared in Earth 2.0 reality and entered Earth orbit.

Tanith: Beam him up, Rommie.

With a shimmer, a bloody Mg appears on the bridge.

Tanith: Eeewwww..... Go clean up. Please.

Mgknt: Of course. *leaves*

Rommie: A drone has been summoned to clean up the blood.

Tanith: Right. Let's head back to Khazan now. I just know there's another batch of paperwork on that new division for me. *sigh*

Written by Mg_knt 05-12-2002 10:55 PM

*Mg walks to his quaters and cleans up. Putting on a suit he walks out on to the deck. Not seeing Tanith there he wanders the ship looking for her. He doesn't want to question Rommie because Rommie might alert her that he is looking for her.*

Written by Tanith 05-12-2002 10:58 PM

In the darkness of space, the Andromeda appears in orbit around Khazan.

A short communique later, and Tanith watched in her office as a foot of paperwork (both electronic and paper) materialized on her desk.

Tanith: *sigh* This is gonna be a long day.

*starts working on paperwork*

Written by Mg_knt 05-12-2002 11:13 PM

*Mg hesitates before he knocks on the door to Tanith's office. He couldn't think of a place that would be appropiate to ask her to. He knew he didn't travel in the upper circles and his idea of a special dinner was going to Applebee's and having some riblets. He wanted to take her some place exotic but without a whole bunch of supers running around. He seems to remember a place like that in some old black and white movie. The it hit him, the place was Rick's from Casablanca. Smiling a bit he knocks on her office door.*

May I come in?

Written by Tanith 05-12-2002 11:21 PM

Deeply immured in her paperwork, Tanith almost didn't hear the knock on her door. Absently, she recognized the voice as Mgknt's.

Tanith: *still writing on paperwork* Enter.

The door to her office swished open as Mgknt walked in. Tanith, still trying to make out the legal jargon of the form she was filling out, did not notice his slight nervousness.

Tanith: *without looking up* Yes, Mg?

Written by Mg_knt 05-12-2002 11:30 PM

*Mg walks in slowly. He is glad that he doesn't have to make eye contact with Tanith. If he did he would probably be too nervous to say anything.*

Umm if you have the....ti...ti...time today, would you like to goouttodinner?

*Mg turns red and puts his hands behind him trying not to show Tanith that he has the shakes.*

Written by Tanith 05-12-2002 11:36 PM

Tanith blinked as she dragged her mind from the quagmire of legalese she had been wading through.

Ok I was thinking of a place a little out of the way where not to many supers would be hanging around.*laughs nervously* Have you seen Casablanca ? If so I was thinking that Rick's would be a good choice.

Written by Tanith 05-13-2002 11:10 AM

*flustered* Casablanca? Oh yeah, I've seen that movie. Um... that would be fine.

Err... when?

Written by Mg_knt 05-13-2002 11:20 AM

How about in four hours? Will that be enough time for you to get ready and get some work done?

Written by Tanith 05-13-2002 11:22 AM

Um... sure. Four hours would be fine.

Written by Mg_knt 05-13-2002 01:05 PM

Ok. *Mg walks back to his quaters and sits down to watch a movie. As soon as the movie ends he freshens up and puts on a better looking suit. The for the last thirty minutes before he is supposed to meet Tanith he paces trying to come up with something to say to her that doesn't make him sound dumb.*

Written by The Watcher

The Watcher's Magical Mystery Tour

Having finally finished tending to business on Earth, and insured that any bills which would require super humans to register would be soundly defeated in Congress, The Watcher decided it was time for a vacation. After loading up on equipment he would be likely to need, he opened a gate to his first destination on his tour of the Multiverse.

Written by Nobody 05-13-2002 05:55 PM

LoN's in his own thing isn't he??

Oh well

The hero's landed on a barren scortched wasteland.

*One Nobody surveyed the group.* "I hope you all brought food and water... Looks like this once lush grassland is already experiencing the taint..."

*The Other Nobody was surveying the Area.* "I believe the last over-ran Castle, is... That way."

*Both Nobodys grinned* "Come on," they said, "You want to hunt demons, there should be a whole Castle of them right over this Hill..."

Written by N-Chan 05-14-2002 09:21 AM

Ummmmm... There must be some mistake. Noone said anything about hunt deamons!! I was in this for story-telling, amusement, lore-keeping, that kind of Thing...

Written by Nobody 05-14-2002 09:44 AM

Really?? You must have wanted Tanith's division... She was in the West wing...

Well, you in for it now... you do have usefull forms of attack powers, right??

Written by Tanith 05-13-2002 09:26 PM

Evening at Rick's. Soft music played in the elegant American cafe at the edge of the sandy desert. The dim ambient lights cast soft shadows into the corners of the room. The regular groups of customers spoke to a soothing murmur that permeated the place.

Rick, the manager of the legendary sanctuary, noticed that there were two new customers that night. A young man with a young oriental lady. The two were led to a corner table by the waiter.

Slightly curious of the newcomers, Rick sauntered to their table. With a slight bow, he introduced himself.

Rick: And what can I get for you tonight, sir and madam?

Written by Mg_knt 05-13-2002 09:36 PM

*The young man looked up at Rick* I would like a New York Strip done medium. Also we would like a bottle of good red wine. *the young man smiles at the oriental lady* Your turn.

Written by Tanith 05-13-2002 09:42 PM

The young lady looked up from her perusal of the cafe menu.

"I'll have tonight's pasta special, please. And could you also bring me a glass of water with a twist of lemon too?"

With a smile of assent, Rick placed their order to the chef. As he left the table, the two diners were left in a slight awkward silence.

Written by Mg_knt 05-13-2002 09:52 PM

*As the waiter leaves, Mg tries to think of something to say. Being charming and talkative are not his strong points. Finally he speaks up.*

I guess it is good to be off the ship,huh?

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder

Meanwhile, in the back of Rick's:

Current Powers: Jamemba.

More dishes! What the heck! That Pansy Rick, I can't BELIEVE he demoted me to dishwasher. After me sharing all those recipes I learned from other world's, too! Crushed Picachu brains in sauce-flavored sauce, Puree of Muppet, Smurf ala Orange..I'm just to much chef for Rick to handle.

And my powers keep changing every five seconds. For a while there I had superspeed, and I could work fast, but now what the hell am I gonna do with temperature control.

Ah well, time for my break.

Wanders into the front of the restaurant...

Hey! I know that guy and the Chinese chick! But...from where?

Written by Tanith 05-13-2002 10:41 PM

Before Tanith could respond to Mg's small talk, her gelsuit (which she has chosen to manifest as a classical 40's European dress) sensors gave her a warning. It had detected the presence of a super nearby.

Following the sensor's directions, she looked to see a goofy-looking young man just coming out of the back of the restaurant. Frowning, she recognized him as Mirror Cheeks (since the original was still on Athas).

Mg, seeing her distraction, followed her gaze and saw Cheeks too. He sighed in frustration. He just knew he should have picked a more obscure place.

Silently, Tanith gave a command to her gelsuit AI. If Cheeks tries anything, with his powers or otherwise, it would act swiftly before any damage could be done. After a confirmation from the AI, she turned back to Mg.

Tanith: Let's just ignore him, and maybe he'll go away.

Meanwhile, on Earth 3.0, Rune was spying on her sister's date, as was the perogative of little sisters everywhere. She also paused when her clairsentience picked up the presence of M-Cheeks.

'This could be trouble', she mused. 'Maybe I should do something about him.'

Written by Mg_knt 05-13-2002 11:55 PM

*Mg nods and tries to go back to the small talk.* So umm what things do you like to do? *he keeps eyeing Cheeks though not really trusting him and thinking on the obviously fake beard was dumb.*

Written by The Watcher 05-14-2002 06:43 AM

Just then a bright doorway that only Mirror Cheeks could see expanded open and the hologram of the Meddler walked through. He had used his powers to locate his wandering minion and now was using the technology he stole from the Quantum Leap Project to appear to Cheeks to give him his orders.

What the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be in that newly discovered Alternate Earth, infiltrating one of the super teams.

He listens to M-Cheeks excuses.

Never mind that now! I've got a new job for you. I want you to go to Phase World and destroy the warehouse on the corner of Nirvana Avenue and Zen Street.

M-Cheeks: Do I have to? There's these people here I think I know. Maybe I went to school with them or something. Can't I go and say hi first?

He jerks his head toward a couple sitting at a table. The Meddler immediately recognized Tanith and Mg_knt.

Well this certainly changes things. Your orders are changed. Stay here and keep an eye on them, but make sure they don't notice you. I've got to...make some arrangements.

And with that the Meddler stepped out of the Holographic Imaging Chamber with a grin on his face. Here was his chance to get his revenge on the one who freed Thor and cost him his godhood.

He started making the necessary adjustments on his image inducer while using his uncanny powers to look for the person he wanted to speak to.

Oh he'll definitely be upset when he sees what's going on. This will teach her to meddle with the Meddler.

Written by Rune Silverstar 05-14-2002 09:17 AM

Ai! This can't be good! Hm... maybe I should go there too.

Meta! Yeoman! Let's go play! ^_^

Yeoman: *looking up* Wha?

Metaphysician: Ah, not again.

Drunkard Kid: Where are you going?

Casablanca!! ^_^

Drunkard Kid: Cool, mind if I tag along?

Mmkay!

Rune opens a rift and drags Yeoman and Meta in, with DK following them. They appear in an alleyway outside of Rick's. Before going in, Rune casts a few high level illusion spells on everyone so the weird bearded guy won't be able to recognize them. With that, they enter the cafe and sat down in a seat not too far away from her sister.

Yeoman: Dude! You didn't drag us here to spy on your sister, did you?!?

Drunkard Kid: Yeah. Do you want us to get malleted?

Naaahh... There was a weird guy with a beard that kinda looked like Watcher-chan but wasn't here earlier. I just wanna make sure he doesn't spoil anything.

Meta: What fun. (sees Cheeks) It's a regular full house tonight here. God forbid the Nazis raid the joint tonight...

Yeoman: You said it.

As the Rick took their orders and left to give them to the chef, Rune started inconspicuously casting wards and spells under her breath. Drunkard Kid, being bored, started to doodle on the napkins. Yeoman wondered how long it would take for him to get splashed.

Written by Yeoman 05-14-2002 09:31 AM

Yeoman: MMM... Yeah, definately bad in this sitch. Rune, could magic me something so that no one will notice if I go all Rocky?

Rune: Sure!

Yeoman: Thanks.

After the spell, Yeoman: I'm gonna go get some water. If he tries anything I'll try Puppet on him, and we can try and get out without causing a disturbance.

Written by metaphysician 05-14-2002 01:10 PM

Meta3.0: "Oh, and Rune??"

Rune: "Yes, Meta-chan??"

Meta3.0: "*DON'T* call me Meta-chan!!"

Rune: "Why not??"

Meta3.0: "Oh, okay, you can call me Meta-chan if you insist!!"

Rune: "Thank you, Meta-chan!!" *hugs Meta3.0*

Meta3.0: "In any case, would you mind not taking any trips to the Ranmaverse again??"

I'll go to.
Beat up some demons to pass the the time, that's what I always say.

Written by The Lord of Nothings 05-14-2002 05:39 PM

Sure....

*pops in on his bike. Its stained red, as are his hands* I found a planet full of Nazis. That planet didn't restrict my power. Some of my best friends are Jewish. I hate Nazis. Remember the end of Akira?
In other words, i'll all pumped up! Lets go hunt some demons! But first... *teleports to Mon Calamari* there. All clean.
Anyone want any spells cast on them? *teleports out, and then comes back in. the bike has two long lances on the end of it, and he's carrying a sword* Or any weapons? Or any info?

Hmmm... i think it'd be more fun if I looked the part... and luckily, i've got a story ready for the occasion *reads the following:* "Chris Brimstone spoke his True Name and was transformed. He grew to seven feet, and his skin toughend and turned blue. Spikes grew on his arms and his jacket became shining black leather armor. His hat was still perched ridiculously on his head, and his coat flapped in the wind. Jane, too, had undergone a transformation. Her headlight became a lance of living light strapped to Chris' arm, her frame became tubes feeding healing liquid into his back, and her HUD became a small display over his eye. The wheels were left to combine into a shield. Chris Brimstone flicked out one forked tounge and smile." There. You may call me LoN. I've lost the use of my powers for the duration of the spell, but I think its more fun this way. If I get into a jam Jane can still teleport me out. So... is everyone ready?

Written by Mr.Sandman 05-14-2002 06:49 PM

( Mr.S looks up from the book he was reading)

Hey, anybody say somethin...

(Looks at LoN)

Holy bananas!!!!! There is a big demon standing
right next to me!!! Die evil demon!!!

(starts throwing empty cans at LoN)

Written by The Lord of Nothings 05-14-2002 08:11 PM

SILENCE!

*moves his arm very fast. the cans fall to the ground in pieces* I am no mere demon and I am no mere man! I am the Chris Brimstone's darker side, created so that he would not unleash an "Akira" style event if his power went crazy. I serve the Good, though I am more brutal then usual. Also, my words *his words start to resonate in Mr.Sandman's mind, and he steps back* carry more force then they usually do. *his voice returns to normal* Now then, shall we begin the hunt? You have, I am assured, all been Hasted, Protected and Strenghthened.

Written by Mr.Sandman 05-14-2002 08:27 PM

Oh, Sorry about that LoN. ( You shouldn't scare me like that)

Well, I'm ready to go anytime you guys. Oh! But first I have to get somthing..

(Mr.S runs out and returns with a large silver sword)

So what do you guys think. I thought I should have somthing to
tell me apart from my clones on the battlefield and it makes me look darn good and classy too.

Written by The Lord of Nothings 05-14-2002 08:34 PM

Actually, I believe I shall also change my weapon, or at least its apperance. I have learned the importance of blending in. Jane: Dark Fantasy Mode! *the weapons shimmer and change. in place of the lightsaber is a blade of obsidian. Red and white flaws run down its lenght and make patters that you can barely percieve. On the left hand is a shield of the same material. Inscribed on its face is a rune of pure silver that makes you quite uneasy. The visor has been replaced with traced runes, and the tubes in his back have faded to dented copper* Interesting. Now... we hunt! *runs off at a speed that, while not super, is pretty damn fast*

Written by Nobody 05-15-2002 07:54 AM

Ummm... Impres-sive you two, now come on... Shall we go?? *With a wave of Nobody's hand they regoin the others*

Written by The Watcher

The Watcher's Magical Mystery Tour: Gotham City

The Joker was terrorizing people on a subway waiting for Batman to show up when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He swung around to see a man in his late twenties behind him. Unlike everyone else in the car, he seemed to have no fear at all.

Joker: Sit back down buddy, or I'll let you smell the flower.

Watcher: Why don't you sit down, pal.

Joker: Oh, a comedian. Well Mister, I'm the one whose supposed to be funny here. Looks like you'll have to learn the hard way.

The flower on the Joker's lapel squirts a greenish gas into the man's face. Suprisingly to the Joker, the man doesn't seem harmed in the least. He in fact inhales the gas and blows it right back in the Joker's face.

Watcher: That was interesting. So that's what Smilex smells like. I guess it's my turn now.

He punches the Joker in the face, knocking him onto a subway bench. He then looks at the bomb that was sitting next to him. Some sort of hole opened up underneath it and it fell to somewhere else, after which the hole closed faster than an eyeblink.

Watcher: You know something Joker. It's karma time for you. You've been killing and terrorizing people for a long time, and it's about time for you to be on the other end of the stick. It's your turned to be scared.

Joker: What are you going to do with me, Mister? Kill me? Batsy won't let you do that.

Watcher: No, I doubt even he could stop me if I wanted to right now. I'm going to do something far worse than kill you from your point of view. I'm going to destroy all that you stand for. I'm going to take that twisted little mind that makes you who you are and turn it inside out, so you'll be trapped in the inside of a sane person's head forever.

Joker (a hint of fear in his voice): How are you going to do that?

Watcher: That's easy. Like this.

The Watcher gates in a Helm of Opposite Alignment he found and shoved it down onto the Joker's head. The Joker screamed as the artifact did its work, turning the Chaotic Evil personality of the Joker into that of Lawful Good. Once the transformation was complete, its magical power was spent and it became just an ordinary helmet.

Watcher: Payback's a bitch, isn't it?

The Watcher then opens a gate and leaves just as the Batman bursts in to see the newly changed Joker stagger to his feet.

Written by The Watcher

As Jaffa sat in the Andromeda watching a movie and wondering what Tanith was doing when Rommie came on the intercom.

Rommie: There's a call for you from the Watcher. Would you like to take it?

Jaffa: Sure, go ahead and pipe him through.

He paused the movie.

Jaffa: Hi Watcher, what do you want?

It's about Tanith, Jaffa.

Jaffa: What about Tanith? Is she in trouble?

"I'd rather not say over the comm. It would be better if you come down here and see for yourself. Just beam down here to my coordinates and I'll show you."

Written by Mg_knt 05-14-2002 08:32 PM

*After some time a waiter brings out Mg's and Tanith's dinner. Mg pours himself a glass of wine.* Now we get to enjoy real food not that replicated stuff on the ship.

Written by Tanith 05-14-2002 09:04 PM

A few moments earlier on the Andromeda...

Jaffa: *puzzled* What anomalies?

Rommie: The transmission codes were correct, but the frequency is a few nano-hertz off.

Jaffa: So it's faked?

Rommie: It could be. Or it could just be natural dimensional distortion.

Jaffa: Then I should go check out his message, right?

Rommie: Yes... but I find it curious that the coordinates he sent were on the planet we are orbiting, to the exact same place Tanith is now....

Jaffa: That would make sense, if Tanith is in trouble, right?

Rommie: But all my scans show that this planet is incapable of harming successfully harming her. There is only one super reading besides her and Mg, and scans show he is not much of a threat. *pause* ....Wait. Rune and her chaperones have just transported to the planet. There is another super with them, probably friendly.

Jaffa: If they're here, then something's wrong isn't it?

Rommie: *reluctantly* Perhaps...

Written by Tanith 05-15-2002 02:34 PM

At a slightly alternate version of Rick's...

Tanith and Mgknt broke off their awkward silence when Rick brought the food. Gradually, their conversation became easier, though it was mostly on work related topics such as the new division of P&D Travels.

At another table...

Rune nodded in satisfaction as she tested the spell she wove around the room. She knew that her sister's protections allowed her to remain unseen by prying scans or claivoyants. But there could always be an unfortunate coincidence like the Meddler's. For now, though, nothing from outside of their current dimension short of a deity can penetrate the veil she had just set up. That should put a crimp in that bearded guy's plans.

On the Andromeda...

Jaffa debated whether to transport down to the planet's surface. He knew that Tanith would not approve, especially since she hasn't called for help and her bioreadings are perfectly normal. And he was sure Rune and her friends can take care of anything that comes up. But what if the Watcher's message was right? What if there was something going on down there and he was needed?

As he pondered his next move, Jaffa paced around his room on the Andromeda.

Written by Jaffa 05-15-2002 02:43 PM

Unable to take any more waiting, Jaffa asked Rommie to teleport him down to the surface. Then, just to be on the safe side, he shifted into a shape in which Tanith would never recognize him. That of Cheeks, her archnemesis.

Written by Yeoman 05-15-2002 06:24 PM

At Ricks:

Zel-Yeo: (Looking at Rune, drunkard, and Meta) You guys ever ge the fealing someting big is happening around you? *shrugs* Probably nothing. Mmm... I wonder if Rick needs a guitartist?

Meta: You play guitar?

Zel-Yeo: No, but Zelgadis can.

Written by Tanith 05-17-2002 08:15 PM

Evening, Alt-Casablanca...

Tanith and Mg_knt finished their dinner, while enjoying the soft music in Rick's cafe. They were surprised that nothing had interrupted them, even after having spotted Cheeks. Perhaps Murphy's Curse hadn't struck them that night, after all.

Just as they stood up from the table to leave, though, Tanith's communicator rang softly. Looking around to make sure no one was watching she took it out and answered it.

Tanith: *into comm* Yes?

Rommie: Is everything alright down there?

Tanith: Yes. Why shouldn't it be.

Rommie: We received a warning from the Watcher, and sensors detected that Rune and her friends have been in the establishment with you.

Tanith: What?!? I'll get back to you. *takes out scanner*

With a short scan, Tanith spotted her sister's group's disguised forms immediately. With a frown, she strod up to them.

Tanith: I suppose you all have a good reason for being here?

Yeoman: Um... good food?

Meta3.0: Um... nice dining?

Drunkard Kid: Don't look at me.

Rune: Sure! We came here to make sure that weird man with the beard won't try something. ^_^

So saying, the group paid their bills and left the cafe. Moments later, they were back on the Andromeda, comparing notes. A call to the Watcher later, and they were able to determine that it had actually been the Meddler who had called the Andromeda, and who had probably planned on doing something to the two before Rune arrived.

The piercing of Rune's veil was more worrying, though. It wouldn't do if the Meddler had obtained another cosmic weapon. Making a mental note to upgrade her and Rune's personal defenses, Tanith decided it was time to leave their current dimension.

In the darkness of space, the Andromeda turned and sped away, disappearing as it exited the Casablanca universe

(Chronicler's Note: It was around 5/16 (night) - 5/17 (morning) on the 2.0 thread that there was a big arguement about FBH spying on certain people (namely, my character and others). That degenerated to an argument about how totally implausible his "Culture Fleet" was and how he was behaving very much like a munchkin. Things then escalated as quite a few people got tired or arguing with him, and began to bring out outrageous plot devices of their own. Jaffa, in particular, brought out an alternate (irresponsible) version of Galactus, which FBH promptly proclaimed he could set a cosmic restraining order on. All of this led to the next two posts...

Written by Tanith 05-17-2002 03:31 PM

Convocation: Call to Order

Galactus stood before the Living Tribunal, the highest court of the Marvel Multiverse.

Galactus: ....and that is what happened.

LT: *heavy sigh* I will need to consider your lawsuit and request. We will meet anon.

With that, Galactus departed for his home universe. The Living Tribunal pondered this latest development for a little while, before coming to a decision.

*****

In the DCU....

Destiny of the Endless stood in his maze-like garden. The pages of his book suddenly began to ruffle by themselves. Page by page, they flipped themselves before coming to rest again.

Slowly, Destiny turned and made his way to a small temple that had just appeared in the garden. The walls inside were all made of some reflective substance, in which appeared the vague forms of beings, one of whom, the one who had called this meeting, was a large three faced entity.

As his hands leisurely traced the words on the page before him, his gravely voice intoned in unison. "I am Destiny of the Endless..."

Destiny: ...of the Endless. I stand before this convocation as the representative of the Voice. I speak for the realms known as the DC Multiverse....

*****

The Star Trek Universe....

Q fumed as he stood before the Continuum. They always spoiled his fun like that. And now they were going to take away his newest interest, just because of one tiny little lawsuit. *Now* how was he to beat Toltiir?

Q: I don't see what the big deal is! It's just a little puny mortal!

Q2: You might not care for the face of Continuum, Q, but we cannot have ourselves besmirched by this ridiculous lawsuit from some backwater universe who thinks they can tell us what to do.

Q: Pash. It's just the Pase world. Just ignore 'em until they go away and forget you.

Q3: That's "Phase World". And we simply cannot ignore this blantant insult to our dominant authority in this multiverse.

Q4: Quite right. You're still free to continue this little game of yours with Elder God Toltiir outside of our domain. But this mortal has outstepped his bounds in this universe.

Q: *grumble* Fine.

Q3: It is agreed then. Q will go and represent us in the Convocation.

Q2: I will leave immediately, and return soon. *disappears*

*****

The Anime-verse..... (which includes the Ranma 1/2, Sailor Moon, and OMG series')

Keiichi ducked as another pair of shoes sailed over his head. The Temple was in a hubbub, for some reason he still didn't understand. Well, it seems Urd is getting dressed up for some reason. Not her usual sexy-look getup, but a very formal set of robes.

Skuld: *grumble* I can't believe Father would trust YOU with this.

Urd: That's 'cause I'm the best at this. Better tha you, anyway.

Belldandy: Now, now. Father is sending Urd to the Convocation because she's the oldest of us. And I'm sure Urd will take this very seriously, won't you, Urd?

Urd: Eh. Of course. Like I can be anything else with all the stuffy personages in the room. Ooops! Gotta go! See ya later. *jumps into TV set*

*****

Tenchi-universe...

The Tenchi household was in an uproar. It was dinner time, and Sasami was nowhere to be found. Everyone was desperately looking for her, as no one wanted to endure Ayeka's cooking.

Finally, Tenchi braved the one spot in the house no one had entered... Washuu's lab.

Tenchi: *peeking in* Er, Washu?

Washu: *typing* What. I'm busy here.

Tenchi: Um... do you know where Sasami is? She's missing?

Washu: Hm? Oh. She's not here. Tsunami went to attend the Convocation.

Tenchi: *blink* Tsunami? Convocation?

*****

The Slayers-verse....

Luna Inverse floated above the golden sea which supported the Four Worlds. Her eyes were blank, with a slightly blue-gold hue shining out of them. When she spoke to the Sea of Chaos, it was with the voice of Cephiro, whose soul dwelt within her. After receiving her directions from L-sama, Luna-Cephiro departed. Her destination, the Convocation.

*****

The Convocation....

The Plot Device Gods of Khazan were the last of those who responded to the call of the Convocation. One by one, the attendees announced themselves, as well as the multiverse they represented.

"....am the representative of Known Space. I speak for...."

"....am Ao. I was elected by the Gods of the many universes known collectively as D&D..."

"...I represent the many races and empires of the realm you know of as Uplift..."

"...DEATH. I WAS CHOSEN TO REPRESENT THE WORLD KNOWN AS DISCWORLD...."

"....am Zaphod, elected president of my home universe..."

"....am Luna Inverse, speaking with the soul-voice of the Greater God Cephiro, and here by the whims of L-sama..."

"....am an Archangel Gabriel of the Heavenly Orders. I speak in the name of my Lord as the representative of the collective realms known as the WOD universe...."

...And so on and so forth. It was perhaps a good thing the place of meeting was not a place where ordinary time flowed, or the Calling of the Convocation would have taken months in itself. However, since the Convocation was quite a common activity for the Lords of the Multiverses, especially after the Khazan fights had reopened up, they were all used to the process.

Finally, after the last representative had announced itself, the Convocation was called to Order. The Living Tribunal, who had called it in the first place, reiterated the reason for the meeting.

LT: "The topic that has been brought before me, and now before all of you, is one of a mortal who has risen into power recently. Not content with his alloted part in cosmos, he has sought to twist the fabric of reality, and the laws of the multiverses, to his command. He has no respect for the Rules of the realms he travels to, nor for the sancity of protection given by the Forces to their favored, nor for the legal processes that govern transactions and lawsuits on our level of being.

He has also sought power beyond his capability, for the express purpose to impinging upon domains where he should not. In his latest action, he dared to strike at a fundamental force of the local universe itself. Such behavior cannot be tolerated. The question now becomes, what fate should we consign to this impudent upstart known as FBH, as well as his similarly behaved alternate self, the Dread Warlord FBH."

Written by Tanith 05-17-2002 04:34 PM

Convocation: The Debate

After the Living Tribunal fully listed the charges brought against the mortal FBH, the Conovcation began its ritual discussion.

Plot Device Gods (Khazan): I really don't see what the difficulty is. None of you had any problems with the Meddler when he sought divine power.

Urd (OMG): Well, duh. It's not like any of us knew, with him using Loki's power to shield himself. And Thor was in a bit of a bind before he could report what happened.

Oberon (Gargoyles): Indeed. By the time any of us became aware of the threat, it had already been solved. And precautions have already been taken upon him.

Tsunami (TM): My problem has not been with his power seeking, but with his blatant disregard of cosmic courtesies. My sister put a warning signature on the defenses she designed for one of her favored mortals. He disregarded it completely in his perverted spying on her, thus neccessitating the current anti-scrying measures that have been installed there. Washuu had not been pleased.

Urd (OMG): Yep. Belldandy had to talk Skuld into calming down after that one. She was all set to knock his head into the next universe.

a Q (STU): Tsunami is correct. The mortal has no concept of authority in the universes he travels to. And neither does his double, the DWFBH. Can you believe that he had the audacity to send a Phase World lawsuit to one of us?

Luna-Cephiro (Slayers): Would this be the Q who reguarly hangs out with Xellos?

a Q (STU): *sigh* Yes. But that's not the point. Regardless of how immature Q is, he is still one of the Q Continuum, the ultimate authority in the STUniverses. It was bad enough he invaded our universe and haphazardly started to make drastic changes to the timeline by altering the present... but to have the audacity to sue a Q?!?

Gabriel (WOD): Hm. His actions does leave much to be desired. As is his organization. If the technocracy knew, they'd likely sue *him* for copyright infringement.

Zaphod (HHGTG): Oh, that wasn't original? I knew it! To think, I was right in counselling the big shots not to let him into our universe. Who knows what ideas he might have stolen from us...

White Guardian (Dr. Who): Well, my problem *is* with his actions. Do you know how many ripples in reality his excessive use of grid fire has cause our universe? Even though he's never actually been inside it?

LT (MU): Indeed. I have received similar complaints from the Time Variance Authority.

Ao (D&D): My counterparts and I have the same worries about his clone visiting one of our realms. Who knows what troubles he'll cause to our realms with his irresponsible and... and munchkinish behavior.

Gaia (MtG): Munchkin-ish? More like deluded. To think that he wants to destroy the whole plane of Phyrexia with his toy army. And speaking of which, who was the idiot who let him have a whole fleet of Culture level vessels under his command?!?

Azazoth (Lovecraft): *gibberish*

*everyone laughs at the comment*

Urd (OMG): We all feel for ya, Azy.

Lorien (B5): The point stands, though, that he should not, realistically have gotten that fleet in the first place. What are the petty human concerns of one individual to a Mind that dwarfs it as a sun dwarfs an insect? With the new dimension traveling abilities the Culture has gained, they need not follow such a flawed human around for guidance.

Plot Device Gods (Khazan): *blush* *cough*... well... um... he did get them built elsewhere, not by the Culture...

a Q (STU): Pah! Don't give me that spate of illogic. Any mind powerful enough to run a ship of that complexity and power should have no excuse to hang around that puny mortal.

White Guardian (Dr. Who): I must agree with that. The Culture security must have been very lax indeed if they'd allow one such as him to have access to the higher levels of their technology.

Excession (Culture): Well, not the higher levels. As much as he'd like to dream of holding the state of the art technology of the Culture, he was really only given the more mundane levels of tech.

Commonwealth Ambassador (Andromeda): Mundane? So you deny that the Culture traded their high tech for the trinkets of the multiverse, some of which were stolen from our High Guard?

Excession (Culture): They were offered to the Culture in trade for tech. *shrug* Though I must insist that the Culture were careful not to give him the advanced technologies he asked for. They have much higher ethics than that.

Lorien (B5): *sarcastically* Really.

Excession (Culture): They did not have to trade anything for the technology at all. The Culture was fully capable of seizing and analyzing the technology on their own. Or forcing him to obey them. All of that would have been more ethical than to give such firepower into the hands of a immature mortal youth.

Ao (D&D): It seems, then, that most who care to speak on this issue agree that he is a problem.

Destiny (DCU): Not as much a problem as an inconvenience. He disturbs the Balance, and he seeks without wisdom.

Zaphod (HHTTG): He has such terrible manners too. Imagine sending lawsuits from a wayward universe against the very heads of authority in other multiverses! Don't those lawyers know they're out of their jurisdiction?

a Q (STU): Evidently not. I see Rifts Multiverse has neglected to send a representative this time.

Luna-Cephiro (Slayers): Probably too embarrassed to by their latest gaffe.

White Guardian (Dr. Who): There is a simple solution to all this. I propose that we ban him from any universe or realm in or near our multiverses.

Urd (OMG): Hear, hear!

Ao (D&D): Hm.. that might be a bit too far. I have no problems with his person, just the power he throws around so recklessly without any thought to the consequences. And his lack of respect to local authorities, of course.

Gaia (MtG): There's a simple solution for that. Ban his equipment, instead. Everything over a certain power level gets left out. Let's see him play interdimensional police like that.

Plot Device Gods (Khazan): Hm... well, the Earths he and his double comes from seem to have some sucess with that strategy. But would it be fair just to limit him?

Ao (D&D): What reason have we to limit anyone else?

Gaia (MtG): No one else has become a problem. Or have disrupted the fundamental aspects of our universes.

Oberon (Amber): The boy does seem to have a knack for stepping on cosmic toes. Amber has also done well with our limit on high tech.

Excession (Culture): That wouldn't quite work for some of us. But I do think some of you should consider the idea, if you're that opposed to him.

Destiny (DCU): It is time for decisions then. Each must decide their way.

And so, each of the representatives chose a path to take on the issue. The vast majority chose to limit his resources should he even enter their realm. Some, including all of the anime-multiverse representatives, chose to ban him completely from their realms; he and his agents would be still able to scry into there, but never enter. A scant few, such as Oberon of Amber, who had nothing to worry about, and the Plot Device Gods of Khazan, who was the most sympathetic to his cause, did not enact any measures at all.

When the declarations have finally completed, the Living Tribunal added the clause that the limitations would affect his clones and alternate selves as well, unless they can prove themselves reliable to be allowed in.

With the decision made, the Convocation turned to their normal schedule of business. There was some discussion about the next Khazan fight, the upcoming crossover with the Infinites team and HALST, and other matters.

When everything on the agenda had been covered, the myriad representatives in the Convocation departed for their respective home realities as well. Thus, the Convocation drew to a close.

Written by Mg_knt 05-17-2002 10:08 PM 05-17-2002 10:42 PM

*Mg walks back to his room, a cold clamy sweat comes over him.* Nothing to worry about just a little post stress. *Mg makes it to his room* Oh man I have to sit down. *Mg sits down. His breathing becomes short and rapid, his heart rate fluxuates rapidly* Oh god. *gasp* What is happen *wheeze*ing?

On the bridge of the Andromeda, Tanith was about to put on her pilot goggles to depart their current dimension, when an alarm suddenly sounded.

Tanith: Rommie? What's happened?

Rommie: Mg has suddenly fallen ill; it seems that his nanites are malfunctioning. I have displaced him into the infirmary.

Tanith rushed down to the infirmary, just in time to meet Rune at the door. The three entered the room to see Mg having what seemed to be a seizure on one of the bio-beds. The healer droid had been called out, and was trying to get a detailed scan of his patient.

Tanith: Report.

Droid: Scans show that his nanite system is shutting down. I believe it is due to an inbuilt self destruct mechanism.

Rune: *gasp* Self destruct? Never knew he was suicidal...

Droid: It is unlikely that he triggered it himself. The mechanism requires an outside signal to activate.

Tanith: How could an outside signal have gotten in here without being detected?

Rommie: It was most likely activated when you were planetside. And the effects delayed until now.

Rune: But you can fix him up, right?

Rommie: Our choices would be to either use the nanites we keep onboard to combat his, or to use effector to reprogram his nanites. A miscalculation can cost his life. Much of his nervous system has become dependent on nanite support.

Tanith: Hm... Put in the nanites. I'm betting that Culture origin nanites will trump whatever he's using right now. Also, use the effector to keep his condition stable if he goes critical.

Droid: Should the nanites be set to replace his current system?

Tanith: No. Let's not take any chances that some protocol or self destruct code remains behind. Program two batches of nanites. One to totally destroy or remove the nanites and control system from his body. One to regenerate his natural nervous and biological systems. Remove everything non-natural from him. If he still wants nanite enhancements after this, he can always get another, safer, set later.

Rune: *concentrating with clairsentience* I.... think that may work. Lemme just cast a contingency spell just in case.

Rommie: Very well. *to droid* Take him into the inner rooms, I will get the nanites.

Rune: *finishes casting spell* Done.

Tanith: Call me if anything happens.

Written by Mg_knt 05-18-2002 09:41 PM

*Mg awoke in the medical bay after all the nanites have been flushed from his system.*
How long have I been out Rommie?
About two days, you would have been up sooner but removing the nanites from your vital organs took alot longer then expected.*the ship's AI responded.*
*Mg looked down at his hand. Seeing white spots he looked closer.*
Oh no.
*Mg gets up and moves to the back of the sick bay*
Rommie quarantine the area around me. 10 feet all around.
It has been done.*Rommie responded.*
*Mg knew what the white spots meant. What he feared was true, by removing the nanites in his system they had accidently activated the Grey Death virus he carried within him. Even now his body was being turned into a nanite factory which produces nanites that will eventually kill him and spread to others.*

Written by Tanith 05-19-2002 11:18 AM

With a ripple in the fabric of space, the Andromeda entered the Anime universe. Quickly, it entered Earth orbit.

On the bridge, Tanith punch up a communications sequence. As she finished the image of Skuld appeared on the screen.

Skuld: Hey! How's it going! I heard that thing with the Meddler turned out okay.

Tanith: Yes. Do you remember what we were talking about during Watcher's party before that incident? The thing about nanites?

Skuld: Yeah. I still haven't found the time to go and look for some bio-perpetuating nanite samples. Stupid Keiichi for getting sick and making me take over all his chores. *grumble*

Tanith: Uh, yeah. We'll, I've found you a sample. Unfortunately, it's killing one of my friends right now. It's called the Grey Death virus.

Skuld: Grey Death? I think I've heard of that. Lemme get Belldandy, and we'll have your friend fixed up in no time.

Moments later, the two goddesses were standing just inside the doorway into the infirmary, looking at the quarantined Mg. The current crew of the Andromeda were there also, silently taking in the scene. Rune had earlier cast a spell that had slowed down the time inside the quarantine cell, thus slowing down the rate of infection of the Grey Death virus.

Tanith: Can you help him?

Belldandy: Oh yes. We'll certainlly do our best.

Skuld: Uh... you guys might step outside for this. This is gonna be intense.

Tanith: Right.

With that, Tanith shooed the others out of the room. The doors shut behind her back. As they all waited outside, they could hear faint chanting sounds from within the room. And then silence, with a intense feeling of.... power.... in the air.

After a fairly long time, the door suddenly opened, startling everyone. Belldandy stepped out, looking none the worse for wear. Skuld stepped out behind her, breathing a bit hard, but not all that tired either. In her hands, she held a glowing ball of silvery substance inclosed in a glass like orb.

Belldandy: He's resting right now. And I suggest he gets a lot of sleep for the next few days. The nanites have been quite a trial on his body.

Skuld: He'll be fine. And thanks for these nanites. Saves me the trouble of hunting for them. ....Oh, by the way, remember the problems you've had with that perv with the high tech fleet? Something new's happened on that front; I'll send you the info later.

Tanith: No problem, I'll be staying here a bit longer. I've something else I might as well do since I'm here.

Skuld: Okay. Can Rune come over while you're here? We need to catch up on stuff.

Tanith: Sure.

And with that, the two sisters left for their temple outside of Tokyo, taking Rune with them.

Written by Tanith 05-19-2002 11:49 AM

Kasumi Can Cook!

As the goddesses left, Tanith went into the infirmary to check up on Mg_knt. Making sure that he's just fine now, she gave orders to the droid to let him rest.

As she left the room, she told the others not to disturb him either.

Yeoman: That's fine, but what are you gonna do here?

Tanith: Well... with all of you on the ship now, I thought it might be nice to get us a cook.

Drunkard Kid: Cook? Anyone in mind?

Tanith: Why Kasumi, of course. This is also the Ranma universe too, ya know.

Meta: Ranma-verse?! I am NOT going down there.

Tanith: Suit yourself. This shouldn't take long anyways.

And so, this was how Tanith wound up knocking at the door to the Tendo Dojo, along with her bodyguard Jaffa. As she was led into the main room by Kasumi, the inhabitats of the Dojo (who all happened to be there) immediately recognized her and Jaffa.

Akane: YOU!!

Tanith: Ahem. Yes, me.

Akane: What do you want this time!

Tanith: Actually I have a business proposition....

Nabiki: *perks up* Yes?

Tanith: ....for Kasumi.

Kasumi: For me? Oh my.

Akane: What do you want with my sister?!

Tanith: Her cooking services, which I hear is the best in this world.

Kasumi: Oh my. *blush*

Soun: My little girl is leaving her family!!! WAAAAHHHH!!!

Genma: He's right, Kasumi must stay to take care of the family! (And to cook me food too.)

Tanith: I am, of course, willing to pay a very generous fee to both her and her family for her services.

Nabiki: Fee? ....How much are we talking about here?

Akane: Nabiki!!!

Tanith: How much do you want? *to Soun* I am also prepared to offer other kinds of payment, such as favors, if you want. There is much I can do. *eg* ... as long as it's within reason and it doesn't violate my morals (such as forcing marriage).

Nabiki: How about... *names a very large figure*

Tanith: No problem.

Genma: Did you just say.... *yen signs dance in his eyes*

Tanith: Certainly. It's only fair, since I've taken your cook from you, that you be repayed with enough money to be able to eat well without her. You can even hire an entire catering service for the rest of your lives on this. *names an even larger figure*

Nabiki: *starts drooling a bit*

Ranma: Hey! Kasumi isn't for sale.

Tanith: Of course not. I can give her whatever she wants in my service too. Whether its medical degree training on the side, or something else. She has to agree for this, of course. Speaking of which, I can also offer you this. *takes out a device* This device generates a hydro suppression probability field, so that you can never be hit by water on accident ever again. (Splashing youself on purpose would be different, though.)

Ranma: Um.. really.... *eyes device*

Tanith: It can also be keyed to your genetic code, so no one else can use it. Thus making it worthless to steal by the other Jusenkyo victims around here.

After a bit more haggling, and trying to get some coherency out of Soun, the family finally conceded. Kasumi, herself, was secretly a bit glad to be able to get away, and also agreed to her new job.

After payments had been made, Tanith returned to the Andromeda with Kasumi. She showed her the mess hall and the kitchen, which had just been stocked by a grocery delivery from Khazan while Tanith had been planetside. She also introduced Kasumi to Rommie, informing the ship of Kasumi's interests. Rommie assured the new girl that she would be provided with the most up to date books of herbalism and shiatsu from the multiverse.

And so, the process of finally getting a proper crew for the Andromeda began.

Written by Tanith 05-19-2002 03:12 PM

She canna take the heat, Captain!

As Kasumi retired into her room for put her things away, Rommie pulled Tanith aside for a private conversation.

Rommie: Are you going to be acquiring more crewmen on board.

Tanith: I'm not sure... it won't be a problem for you would it?

Rommie: Not at all. In fact, the recent stays of Rune and her friends have reminded me how much I've missed having a full ship.

Tanith: Full... ship...? I don't know that many people.

Rommie: Of course not. It wouldn't be practical for your job. But certainly a few more crewmen for who can take over other essential duties on board would be nice.

Tanith: *sigh* The problem there is that your tech is far beyond the relatively normal people that I might think of.

Rommie: It wouldn't be a problem if they're willing and able to learn quickly. Or they could use the neural learning capabilities here.

Tanith: Hm... that's certainly true. So I guess I should think about getting some folks to fill in the normal operating functions... doctor, engineer, scientists... perhaps a diplomat or magic expert too...

Montgomery Scott cursed as sparks flew from the panel of the shuttlecraft the Enterprise D had given him. The thing was less durable than the ships from his time. With a heavy sigh, he fixed the last connection and sat back into his seat.

He had been traveling by himself for almost a year now, and he was beginning to regret his decision. Everything was so strange in this new century that he had revived in. Where ever he went, he was either targetted by media hounds or so-called historians, or frustrated by petty beauracrats. Perhaps it was just his memories playing tricks on his mind, but more and more, he missed the sense of wonder, of exploration, of uncertainty that had characterized his days with Kirk.

Suddenly, a beeping sound interrupted his reverie. As he reached over to the sensor controls, Scotty looked up just in time to see a large vessel decloak before him. The ship looked nothing like a Federation built vessel, with a sleek beauty all of its own. Scotty's breath caught in anticipation. Finally, something new, and interesting...

Noting that the ship had not raised shields or armed weapons, Scotty was fairly certain it meant no harm to him. Then his comm panel beeped, as the other ship requested communication. With a push of a button, the bridge of the other ship appeared on his viewscreen. A young woman sat at what seemed like the pilot's seat. An older woman and a young man stood near the back of the bridge.

Tanith: Hi. You are Admiral Montgomery Scott, yes? My name is Tanith, of the Andromeda Ascendant. I have a business proposition for you...

An hour later, Scotty strod down the engine room of the Andromeda in awe... it wasn't just the incredible and fascinating technology he was just shown, but also the fact that he was now their chief engineer. It was like a dream come true for him... to return to the thrill of tinkering and mastering the mechanized beasts that ran a starship.

Of course, he'd still have a lot to learn about all this new technology, the process of which he'd been assured won't take long. And he wasn't all that certain of the AI that would share most of his duties... especially given his previous experiences with AI's. But, all of that could be dealt with later. Right now, he was too happy to care.

Meanwhile, Tanith smiled from the door of the engine room as she looked at the enthralled Scott. Then, she inobstrusively slipped out of the door and headed back to the bridge. Their next stop would be to pick up a... helper... for Mr. Scott. It would be unreasonable to expect one person to handle such a big job 24/7, after all.

Written by Mg_knt 05-19-2002 06:59 PM

*Mg wakes up and cleans himself up. Walking up to the bridge where Tanith is*

What happened? I don't remember the last day or so.

Written by Tanith 05-19-2002 11:43 PM

Go Gadget Go!... wait... wrong show

Tanith: We removed the nanites that were self destructing in your body, but you seemed to have been infected by the Grey Death. Luckily, Skuld and Belldandy were able to heal you. You're a perfectly normal human being now, just like how you started out.

Mg: *blink* Ah...

Tanith: Oh yes, and we have two new crew members too. Kasumi is our new cook, and Mr. Scott is our new chief engineer. Speaking of which, I think you should head down to the Mess Hall now. You haven't eaten for days. I think Kasumi-chan is making miso soup right now.

Mg: Okay. ...And thanks. *leaves*

After Mg left, Tanith made a check of her panels, and put the pilot VR goggles on. Soon, the Andromeda slipped out of the Star Trek universe.

*****

On another Earth....

A man in his mid-thirties stood by his car on the side of the road on the outskirts of the city, seemingly enjoying the sunset and silence. As the sun turned from gold to red, tinting his shoulder length golden hair into a dark crimson.

But the man was unaware of the nature around him, being deep in thought. He wasn't sure where he was going to go next, ever since the agency he worked for, DXS, had disbanded. Not that it mattered much to him, really. The last few jobs he had done for them seemed so lacking and unchallenging. But he wasn't ready to hang up his passion yet... so where did that leave him to go?

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him. He turned around to find a young woman and a young man standing before him.

Tanith: Mr. MacGyver, I believe?

MacGyver: May I help you, ma'am?

Tanith: Are you, by any chance, looking for a job?

MacGyver: *half suspicous and half amused* Are you going to offer, young lady?

Tanith: *smiles* As a matter of fact, yes.

MacGyver: You obviously seem to know me. Then you should know I don't work for nothing...

Yeoman: She can pay anything your previous employers did, plus more.

MacGyver: For me, it's not just the money...

Tanith: *interrupting* I know. Yeoman?

At that, Yeoman reached into his pocket space and pulled out the "demonstration pieces" that Tanith had dug out of storage earlier. He handed one, a long handle-like device to MacGyver. It didn't take MacGyver long to find the on switch, and his eyebrows raised in frank appraisal when the lighsaber beam appeared.

MacGyver: Nice... I wasn't aware state of the art laser technology had gone this far.

Yeoman: *smirk* It hasn't. Here *hands over tricorder*

MacGyver: *switches off lightsaber* And this would be... some type of sensor equipment?

Tanith: A tricorder. As someone very wise once remarked, "virtual clarivoyance". Both of these devices are but a very small and low-tech example of what we work with daily.

MacGyver: *staring down at tricorder* Hm... I'm not really that high tech of a person...

As MacGuyver looked up again, he stopped mid-sentence as a tiny golden dragon suddenly appeared in midair. It screeched once, before settling down on Tanith's shoulder.

MacGyver: What....

Tanith: This is Orianna. Ori for short. She's my firelizard.

MacGyver: You people do genetic studies too?

Yeoman: Oh no. We're way too out of this world for that.

Tanith: You could easily find out, Mr MacGyver, if you're willing to come to my ship and hear us out.

MacGyver: Well then, I've never backed down from a challenge like this before. *gestures to devices* I'm game. Show the way then, Miss...?

Tanith: My name is Tanith. And I do hope you'll stay with us.

MacGyver: We'll see... somehow, I don't think you'll be needing a ride to the docks?

Tanith: *smile* Nope. *into communicator* Rommie, 'ports us up, all three of us.

And with that, the trio disappeared from that alternate version of Earth, never to return to it again.

Written by Nobody 05-19-2002 08:00 PM

*The Nobody's and the small band of demon hunters topped the hill. There a couple of yards away was the smoking ruins of a village. Corpses lined the streets, and filled the feilds. As they gazed apon the carnage their eyes were drawn to the huge midevil castle behind it. Tall, grey, and forboding this monolith stood proud and apprently unbroken. And yet, as the small band moved closer, they could clearly see that it was manned not by humans, but fiends from the darkest relms of their imagination... One of them grinned as he threw a horibly mutilated corpse over the wall. They were to far away to hear what the Demons were saying, but the gestures and boisterous movements made it clear they were having a good time.*

Nobody looked at the rest of the group. "You ready?? Their damn tough... Those were some of the toughest warriors this dimension has seen..."

Written by The Lord of Nothings 05-19-2002 08:21 PM

I am ready. My friends, it is time to be warriors. I suggest a frontal attack. It may not be the smartest, but it will be *he smiles an evil grin, showing his fangs* the most fun. The Delayed Earthquake my I cast in my earlier form should be activating right... now.
BOOM!

Charge! *Lon runs at the demons, who are still in disarray. Leaping and jumping, he spears and jumps on them with spike and spine. There are several thrilling swordfights, several awesome escapes, until...*

Written by Yeoman 05-19-2002 11:56 PM

On Board The Andromeda Acendent, Captain's Office:

Tanith was going over some ideas of possible crew recruits when her door chimed.

Tanith: Come in.

Yeoman enters in his human form.

Tanith: Hello.

Yeoman: Uh, hey, Tanith, Ma'am, Captain, whatever. I was uh, wondering, if it wasn't too much trouble, if I could stay on with all the new crew you appear to be hiring.

Tanith: Perhaps. If I might ask why?

Yeoman: Why? Well, it's a good ship. Look's alike good crew you're hiring. In my dealings with you you've looked to be a good captain. And, I guess, well, I guess I need a bit of direction, and this looks as good a direction as any.

Tanith: Well, what position were you thinking of?

Yeoman: I'm not entirely sure. Didn't have any thing specific in mind.

Tanith: I'm sure we can find you something.

Written by Mg_knt 05-20-2002 12:35 AM

*Mg heads down to the Mess Hall and gets some Miso Soup*
Mg: Can you make Fried Chicken?
Kasumi: What is that?
Mg. Okay. How about BBQ?
Kasumi: BBQ?
Mg: Nevermind.
*Mg sits down and eats his Miso soup then heads to his quarters.*
Mg:Rommie load up databases on armor.
Rommie: Databases loaded.
Mg: On screen.
*Mg looks through various intergalatic form of armor. Finally coming to one he likes*
Mg: Can you duplicate that?
Rommie: I will need blueprints.
Mg: Okay and I am gonna make some design modifications.

Written by metaphysician 05-20-2002 09:59 AM

*Inside the Prometheus medical bay, a giant figure awakes*

Myserious robot: "Oooo, where am I??"

Meta2.0: "Your inside the medical bay of my ship, the Prometheus."

Mysterious robot: "How did I get here?? Last I remember, I was fighting Megatron. . ."

Meta2.0: "The reason that that is the last thing you remember is also the reason your in the medical bay: you were all but destroyed in that battle. I retrieved your remains just in time, and my ship has been working on repairing you and restoring you to functionality."

Ratchet: "Who *ARE* you?? And why did you rebuild me???"

Meta2.0: "I am the Metaphysician. I am an interdimensional traveler and explorer. As for why I saved you, partly its the uncontrollable human desire to meddle with things. Partly, its because I wanted to offer you a job, and your current state of being kind of interfered."

Ratchet: "A job?? What kind of job??"

Meta2.0: "Chief engineer, for my ship, the Prometheus."

Ratchet: "Wait a sec. . . what happened to the other Autobots??"

Meta2.0: "They went through some serious hard times, but they are more or less okay. They prevented the world from ending, at any rate. Unfortunately, in your home dimension, it came at a price: Optimus Prime is dead, currently."

Ratchet: "'Currently'??"

Meta2.0: "Lets just say I have some extra information. One of the benefits of having access to the infinite multiverse."

Ratchet: "Can I return to my home, or am I a prisoner here??"

Meta2.0: "No, your not a prisoner!! *LOL* If you don't want the job, you can return to your home dimension right now, if you want. 'Course, you can visit your home dimension if you take the job, too. This ship has interdimensional teleport capabilities."

Ratchet: "Hmm, I think I want to head home for a while before deciding anything. . . but could I take a look at this ship of yours??"

Meta2.0: "Certainly ( he's hooked )"

Written by Tanith 05-20-2002 01:28 AM

You can't go back again... unless it's an alternate universe

Hours later...

Tanith stood in the corridors, holding the magic sword Need in her hands. She was deep in mental communication with the sentient sword, but looked up as footsteps approached her. Just then, Rommie and MacGyver appeared from around the corner.

Tanith: How do you like your accomodations?

MacGyver: Nice. Very nice. And the Scotsman was a quite interesting guy. I think we'll get along just fine.

Tanith: *smile* That's good to hear.

MacGyver: So what's that you're holding? A sword that turns into a hovercar?

MacGyver: Of course. And please, call me "Mac". So what were you two discussing?

Tanith: Our next crewmembers. We've had a bit of trouble with a magic-user recently, and Rune can only do so much. I think we'll be needing a more experienced magic user on board.

MacGyver: Magic... *shakes head* What a world I've come into.

Tanith: But you love every moment of it.

MacGyver: Oh yes. Most definitely yes.

Much later on....

The Andromeda appeared over a large M-type planet and entered orbit. After a small while, a small group of five appeared on the planet's surface. Yeoman was eager to prove his worth to stay on the Andromeda, even though Tanith had already agreed. And Meta came to accompany Rune. Need, for once, was strapped outside at Tanith's waist.

Slowly, the group, who were all wearing the adventuring type of clothing that Zelgadis usually wore, made their way into the city before them.

Rune: This place feels all... funny. Like the world is wrong somehow.

Tanith: It's probably the result of the narrowly averted Second Cataclysm. I believe it completely scattered the ley lines and nodes of magic in the world. But they're flowing back into place again, slowly, as nature heals itself.

Meta: Magic, eh?

Tanith: Yes. And no, Meta, they can't teach it to people who don't have the potential, and they can't induce potential in you.

Meta: *muttering* drat.

Slowly, they made their way through the twisting streets of the city of Valdemar. Soon, they arrived at the inner walls of the city, which led to the palace. Through a simple social invisibility effect, cast discreetly through sorcery so that the resident mages would not detect it, the group made their way into the recesses of the palace without being questioned.

Instead of heading for the palace proper, though, Tanith led them partly around it, to a park like place. Soon, they found themselves in front of a intricately built cot that camouflaged perfectly into the greenery around it.

Tanith looked at Rune in askance. Rune's eyes blanked for a moment as she peeked into the house with her clairsentience, then gave a nod to her sister. With a gesture, Tanith motioned the group to go in.

*****

Meanwhile, inside the pseudo-Ekele...

Firesong sighed as he slumped back into Silverfox's talented hands. He was so tense from the day's worth's of political bickering and nosy courtiers, as well as maintaining his image for the court. Actually, he had to admit to himself that he was getting tired of the whole ambassador bit. It wasn't like they needed him anyway, since Darkwind was more than good enough for the job. But for now, he just wanted to enjoy the massage at the hands of his very skilled lover.

Silverfox: *teasingly* Are you tired of Valdemar already? I guess your legendary fickleness is returning?

Firesong: *snort* As if their opinions matter, those silly peacocks. I meant in the council. With the state of magic as it is, they really have no need for a Healer Adept level mage.

Silverfox: Are you thinking of returning to k'Treva, then?

Firesong: I've thought about it...

Silverfox: *prompting* But....?

Firesong: *Sigh* I can't really do much there either. With magic as it is right now, I can hardly cast anything better than... than a journeyman.

With a swish of his elegant silver-blue robes, Firesong rose up from the soft padding. Slowly, he picked out a intricately wrough feathered mask and placed it over his eyes. Gently, he brushed apart his gleaming silver locks away from the sides of his mask, letting them stream down his back.

Silverfox: Still hiding, ke'chara?

Firesong: I'm not hiding... I... I just need to remind myself of how much I've changed. Of what I've learned in that dratted hole under Urtho's tower.

Silverfox: *standing up as well* So you won't be returning to the Taleydras or Kaled'a'in then.

Firesong: I... guess not. But... but if you miss them...

Silverfox: Silly peacock. I'm content where ever you are. You know that. I'm just trying to help you make a decision.

Firesong: *sigh*... I do. And I have. I... think I'm ready to leave Valdemar now. But I'm not so sure if I want to return to the Vales.

Firesong was about to speak more, when a soft tapping sound at the door interrupted them. Suprised at the intrusion, Firesong had not refocused his line of thought before the door opened and four young strangers stepped in.

Tanith: Hello. Firesong? Silverfox? ... I presume?

But from the moment they had stepped in, Firesong had focused on one thing. Or rather, one old acquaintance.

After a confusing spate of explanations and introductions, the group finally settled down.

Firesong: ...That's all well and good, but we also have a duty to our people and our Goddess. With the wounding of magic in the world, the Vales need every mage they can get.

Tanith: But what if we can offer you something in exchange for your services? Something that may be more of help to your people than your services to them?

Firesong: I'm listening...

With a gesture, Rune took out a small sealed scroll and handed it to Tanith. Instead of breaking the seal on the scroll, Tanith held it in her hands instead, and spoke a Word of activation. Immediately, Firesong stiffened where he sat. Slowly, he reached out to touch the scroll, as his hands touched it, they seemed to sink into the scroll, as if it was not there in the first place.

Firesong: I feel... how.... A node! Where is it coming from?

Tanith: From a slightly alternate universe, where sentient life never evolved on this world. Where the ley lines of magic are still plentiful and pure.

Firesong: But the scroll! How...

Tanith: The scroll is tied to one side of a rift that connects that universe and this one. Whenever it is activated, it creates a rift connecting its position to the other side. You can also seal the rift from one side, with a command of deactivation.

With that, she closed the rift. Firesong stared at the scroll.

Firesong: How many of those do you have?

Tanith: I have enough premade ones for every Taleydras Vale, as well as for the heartstone of Valdemar. But Rune can also open up direct rifts as well, if need be.

Firesong: Tempting... this is very tempting... can I have a day to think on this? And perhaps speak to my friends?

Tanith: Of course. *hands him a pager* Just hit the button, and I'll come down to hear your reply. Might I also suggest you speak to your Goddess? I'm sure the Star Eyed would give you the best of advice in these circumstances..

The next day....

With a shimmer of the transporter, Tanith, Rune, Yeoman, and Meta appeared in one of the small audience halls of the Palace of Haven. Firesong and Silverfox were there, as were their friends Herald-Mage Elspeth, Darkwind k'Sheyna, two very large gryphons, and Herald-Captain Kerowyn.

Tanith: *blink* I take it you've spoken to the others. Your reply?

Firesong: Despite our few reservations... we might as well try it out. We accept your offer.

Tanith: That's good to hear. And we must, of course, honor our part of the bargain. Yeoman?

At that, Yeoman reached into his pocket space and took out the rift-scrolls. As he handed them to a grim-looking Darkwind, Tanith told them what the word of activation and deactivation were. Elspeth immediately took one and tried it out, just to make sure they did as claimed. Finding no fault with the effects, she gave a resigned, yet excited look to Darkwind.

The team of adventurers finally made it to there location, while searching around, Ramz and Genma noticed a village up ahead.

Genma - Hey, everyone there's a village about 100 miles down, lets check it out!

Chris - Im up for that. How about you and Ramz go on ahead of us a check it out, we'll be along shortly.... or Nobody can just port us all there...

Nobody - lol, Yeah, you guys want to be ported also?

Ramz looks at Genma, and smiles.

Ramz - No, were coo man.... you guys can get ready to port, me and G will meet ya there...

Genma - Heh, alright Nobody, just tell us when you're ready.

Nobody - ah, ok... I'm ready now.

While Nobody prepares to port the party to the village, Ramz and Genma start up the race. Before Nobody could even register opening the gate, Genma and ramz were at the village, sippin tea, and eating rations.

Genma - Man, I beat you, you know I did.

Ramz - Whaaaat! I was here waaaaaay before you! Who do you think set up the coffee table? A demon? lol.

Boom!

Genma - lol, whatever.

Boom!

Ramz - did you hear somethin'?

Genma - not a thing.....

Boom!

Genma - on second thought.......

Boom!

at that moment, Nobody and everyone else appeared...

Mr. Sandman - Hey guys, why the shocked faces?

BOOM!

Mr. Sandman - oh..... I see

Turning around, the group was face to face with a massive 20 foot demon. Teeth, tail, and spikes everywhere.

FBH clone - Gee, I wonder how you and Genma could have missed him

Ramz - Dang.

Written by Mg_knt 05-20-2002 09:21 PM

*Mg sits in his quaters fiddling with the blueprints of the armor he is designing.*
Mg: Rommie put on some music.
Rommie: What kind of music?
Mg: How about some Led Zepplin?
Rommie: There is no such band in my databases.
Mg: What? You don't have any Led Zep?!
Rommie: My records indicate that no such band ever existed.
Mg: Grr. Alternate universe AI crap.
*walks over to his CD collection and takes out four CDs*
Mg: Okay scan these.

Written by Tanith 05-20-2002 09:49 PM

Nutrition and Health, What the Experts Say

The next day...

Tanith was just going to lunch when Mg stopped her in the corridor.

Mg: Doesn't Kasumi know any American foods?

Tanith: Hm... I guess she'd be familiar with American fast foods, maybe...

Mg: Maybe I should get her a Betty Crocker cookbook for her... Or, I know, let's hire the Iron Chefs. They can cook any western style food.

Tanith: I dunno... I think Kasumi is just fine.

Mg: Yeah, but your used to Asian food every day. Besides, with all the new people coming aboard, she's gonna have her hands full. You don't want to overwork her, now.

Tanith: That's true... why don't I talk to her after lunch? We'll see how things go then.

*****

That evening, ship time...

The Andromeda calmly orbited above the Earth (any Earth, pick one). In the Mess Hall, Kasumi was showing the new cooks around. She had been glad to acceed to Mg's request, mostly because she wanted to spend more time studying the interesting texts in Rommie's databanks.

Seeing that his first request had gone over fairly well, Mg voiced another suggestion to Tanith over dinner.

Mg: How 'bout we get a healer too.

Tanith: I'd thought about that. I think we're going to need both a high tech doctor as well as a magically based healer. ...Oh, yes, and I also need to drop by the Pokeverse to pick up a Chancey too. I keep forgetting.

Yeoman: Hey, how about Curt Connors.

Tanith: Who?

Yeoman: The Lizard, from Marvel.

Tanith: Um... we'd have to cure his "condition" first. And he also has a family there.

Tanith: Isn't he committed to the X-Men? And maybe other Marvel teams too?

Mg: How about the High Evolutionary?

Tanith: Human mindset people. Please.

Yeoman: But if you take Beast from just after his graduation from Xavier's he has no team affilations.

Tanith: Hm... that'll require a bit of searching, but he'll do, I guess.

Rune: I can do that! Just gimme a couple of... days... or something.

Mg: How about Serra for the magic type healer?

Tanith: Who's she?

Mg: She's a white mage Planeswalker. And she doesn't have any attachments since Feroz died.

Tanith: But she's a Planeswalker. What can we possibly have to offer her?

Mg: Um... a reason for living?

Tanith: Hm.... You think you can convince her?

Mg: I'll give it a shot. She's probably traveling incognito right now, but I think between Rune and me we can find her.

Tanith: Alright then, we head toward the MtG multiverse tomorrow morning... under high stealth. *mutters* Waaay too many dangerous uber powerful people there.

*****

Two days later...

It was a bright afternoon on the outskirts of Benalia, Dominia. A young woman in ordinary clothing walked down the dirt path that led out of Benalia. She seemed not to notice the cheerfulness of nature around her, and a sense of perpetual gloom seemed to hover over her features. Her blue eyes seemed to reflect some endless sadness that seemed to clash with the radiance of the blue summer sky.

Sounds of human speech from the road ahead made the lady's head turn up slightly. And soon, she could see a young man in slightly outlandish clothing approaching from the opposite direction. As he got closer to her, she could see that his eyes were fixed on her, and that his steps slowed.

Trying to ignore him, she attempted to walk on past him. But his voice stopped her.

Mg: Wait! Are you Serra?

Written by Mg_knt 05-20-2002 10:07 PM

Serra: How did you know?
Mg: I guessed. Normal commoners don't look as radiant as you do. The land wears on them.
Serra: Quite perceptive, my young mage.
Mg: What would you say if I could give you a reason to live?
Serra: What do you mean?
Mg: You have lost everything. Your plane and your husband. You are looking to die and will if you refuse my offer. I can't gurantee that you will be happy but there is a fair chance you can find some solace.
Serra: What is your offer?
Mg: Come with me. The person I work for has a very intresting position for you. Away from the other 'walkers and away from Phyrexia.
Serra: Well, it can't hurt to try something new.
Mg: I am glad you made that choice. Rommie retrieve Rune and then two to beam up.

Written by Tanith

Shopping, redux

A few hours before Mg found Serra, Tanith and Rune were making their way through the Bazaar of Wonders on Dominia. For some reason, both Meta, Drunkard Kid, and Yeoman found themselves too busy to go with them. So that meant that only Jaffa had been dragged along on their shopping spree.

Of course, he also refused to carry all the packages, which meant that the items they bought were immediately transported up to the Andromeda, just as Rune rifted down the devices they were using for trade at the bazaar.

Jaffa: Hey, there are some dog like mech things over there. They're labeled watchdogs.

Tanith: Hm... they might come useful.

Later on...

Jaffa: Tanith.... it's a *fountain*.

Tanith: A "Fountain of Youth", actually. Could be useful.

Jaffa: Where's it going to fit?!

Tanith: I'm sure we can find a room for it. *smile*

Jaffa: .....

Still later...

Tanith: Isn't the Jade Statue a bit of an overkill? Level 6 defense is over thread limits anyway.

Rune: It would just get downgraded on the Earths anyway. And it's JADE! So pretty! ^_^

Tanith: Hmm.... good point. Let's get two. I like jade too.

Rune: Yay!

Jaffa: ......

One more excerpt...

Jaffa: Was there some reason you just bought *10* Rotherothopters?

Tanith: Gotta replace the droids that got destroyed during that whole Z-woman thing. These at least look interesting...

Jaffa: But wouldn't droids do a better job?

Tanith: *shrug* Just going for novelty here.

Rune: Look! A metal horse!

Tanith: You already have a Ponyta.

Rune: But you don't have one....

Tanith: Hm... it's getting late. How much stuff have we bought so far?

Jaffa: 39 items.

Tanith: Okay. We'll get the Clockwork Steed, just to make it an even 40. Then we're heading back.

Rune: Awwww.... So soon?

Jaffa: *sigh of relief*

*****

Hours later, on the Andromeda....

Tanith showed Serra around the ship and introduced her to the rest of the crew. The white mage wasn't too interested in the vessel, besides a cursory conversation with Rommie. However, she was intrigued by the irascible brogue of Scotty, and the clever with of MacGyver. And of course, Rune and Kasumi actually brought a genuine smile to her face, just like they tended to with everyone.

Among the others though, the Thread Earthers were more awkward around her, possibly due to her radiance. And Firesong was positively jumpy from just sensing her aura, much to the amusement of his lover Silverfox.

As the crew of the Andromed finally settled down, Tanith decided to head back out. Just as she was preparing to leave, a message came in from the Khazan department she had queried before she'd entered the MtG worlds. It was a set of multiversal coordinates, narrowing down her search for her biochemist.

The next morning, the Andromeda departed the MtG universe with nary a ripple in space.

Written by Tanith

I'm a biochemist, Jim, not a....

In an alternate version of the MU....

Dr. Hank McCoy closed the gates to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. It was strange, he mused, how elated and sad he felt at the same time. Elated to have finally graduated from the school and on his way to pursue his career in a world that has become much more tolerant of mutants (though their work was still not done). Sad to leave all of his friends behind.

But it matters not. He was now finally going to take his place in normal society as Dr. McCoy. More than that, he was now free from the lobbying and politics of the mutant issue. Now it was finally time to get on with his passion: science!

*****

A few days later....

Hank found himself frowning absently as he walked out the office of the chancellor of the well known university. It seems the mutant issue had not been that resolved, after all. Or perhaps it was only because his bright blue fur made him more obvious a mutant than most others.

As he crossed the street near the university, he wondered if he should return to Xavier's school. At least he would always have a position there, if he cared to return...

Voice: Excuse me? Dr. McCoy?

Hank looked up to see a young oriental woman before him. Searching his memory, he did not remember ever meeting someone like her before.

Beast: May I help you, ma'am.

Tanith: I was just wondering... are you still looking for a position in biochemistry?

Beast: *surprised* I suppose I am... are you speaking for someone who is hiring?

Tanith: As a matter of fact, I am hiring.

Beast: You seem too young for that...

Tanith: Well, would you at least hear my proposal? And see what I have to offer you?

Beast: Although it pains me to be leaving my friends behind... I find the temptation you've offered me is too much. To explore existence itself! So many possibilities!

Tanith: *smile* I thought you would. Welcome aboard, Dr. McCoy... just don't let Scotty get away with calling you "Bones".

Meta: So... who else is going to be joining us?

Tanith: Hm... I'll have to think about that. Meanwhile, I've just received the okay from the D&P Travels headquarters on Earth Prime and Khazan. It's time we got the new Long-Term Visitations division off the ground.